When Danielle arrived back at her room, she found Melisa still asleep on her side in their bed. Not wanting to disturb her much need rest, Danielle carefully suck over to Melisa’s side of the bed, and sat down on the edge of the bed to watch her wife sleep. “I can’t believe it, but I’ve actually forgotten what you look like when you’re asleep,” She whispered. “And it’s pretty adorable…I’m really glad you’re asleep, you’d never let me live that down.” Smiling to herself, Danielle got up off Melisa’s side of the bed to lay down on hers.
Ever since Melisa started to have trouble sleeping, so did Danielle. It wouldn’t be easy for anyone to get a good nights rest when someone you cared deeply for was upset, especially when they’re lying right next to you. So sometimes in order to comfort both herself and Melisa, Danielle would basically drape herself over her wife. Which was never easy since neither of them could stay very still while they slept. Though, at that moment, Melisa was lying perfectly still, which meant Danielle could hold her however she liked. But she was also actually sleeping, so instead of risking waking her up in a death-grip-hug, she simply placed a hand on Melisa’s stomach instead, and to her surprise, it was kind of squishy.
“Look’s like someone’s getting a little chubby.” She whispered again as she started to rub small circles on her wife’s once flat stomach, the act reminding her of when Melisa would rub her stomach when she was pregnant. “I wonder…” Danielle then allowed her hand to drift slightly upwards until it moved off the mound that was Melisa’s stomach, and onto the mound that was her left breast. Once again Danielle’s thoughts were brought back to Melisa rubbing her while she was pregnant. But after about thirty seconds of her hand mindlessly resting on the soft mass, Danielle began to guide her hand back down. Only instead of along Melisa’s front, she took advantage of the fact she was sleeping on her side, and followed the curve of her wife’s back down to the curve of her wife’s ass.
A devious smile came to Danielle’s face as she began to grope the slightly more malleable orb of flesh. Melisa definitely never did this to Danielle when she was pregnant. It was then that Danielle’s thought went completely towards the time when she was pregnant. Not to when Melisa would “rub” her, but to when she felt that her size would make her unattractive to her wife. Looking back now she couldn’t believe how stupid that sounded. Then it clicked. ‘That’s probably why she’s been so upset. She got a little chubby and now she’s worried that I’m not going to think she’s attractive anymore…if this is what she felt when I started complaining she must think I’m a complete idiot.’ Danielle thought to herself.
Then she thought of something else.
“Oh my God I’m molesting my wife in her sleep!” She said aloud as she reluctantly removed her hand from Melisa’s ass.
“You were talking to yourself, too.”
Danielle froze. “Uh…g-good morning, babe, how’d you sleep?”
“Pretty well actually,” Melisa said as she sat up in bed. “Though waking up was a lot better.”
Danielle’s checks flushed red as she too readjusted into a sitting position. “Heheh, and-uh, how long ago was that?”
“Oh, not that long...” Melisa paused as she looked at her wife’s expression, and then a smug smile came to her face. “…You know, I forgot what you look like when you’re embarrassed, and it’s pretty adorable.”
“Of course you heard that…wait, does that mean you heard me say-“
“I’m really sorry,” Melisa apologized as she looked down at her stomach and placed her hands on it self-consciously. “I promise I can lose the weight. I swear I’ve been working very hard to lose it; it’s just hasn’t been enough, but I promise I’ll work harder!” Melisa was just on the brink of tears when she finished, and all over some extra weight.
“Honey, you don’t have to kill yourself over a couple extra pounds-“
“Does this look like a couple of extra pounds, Danielle?” Melisa lifted up her shirt to expose her stomach and took a hold of it with one hand and gave a tight squeeze and then a shake to demonstrate her point; and it was a point that left Danielle feeling a little tingly. “It’s no where near a couple of pounds!”
After swallowing hard Danielle asked, “Well…how much is it then?”
“…Sixty two pounds. I gained sixty two pounds in under a year…and in the last three months I’ve only managed to lose four at most, since I weigh about one fifty eight right now.” Melisa said as a single tear started to roll down her cheek.
The tingling sensation in Danielle’s stomach growing even stronger after Melisa told Danielle her weight. At least that’s where she told herself that’s where the feeling was coming from. “Honey, that’s not that much. When we got married you weighed at least ten pounds less than me, and you’re a couple inches taller! So if anything it’s more like forty. Besides…I’d rather you be a little overfed than malnourished. And the extra weight doesn’t even bother me, you still look amazing! So stop worrying that your weight can change that!”
“D-do you mean all that?”
Danielle smiled warmly at Melisa and gave her a tight hug. “Of course I do!” Danielle’s hands then started to drift lower until they met with Melisa’s ass. “I love everything about you, Sweet Cheeks.”
Melisa gave an amused laugh. “Don’t you ever stop?”
“Only when you need me to…I love you, Melisa.”
“I love you, too.” Melisa said before returning her wife’s hug.
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